*"There is no mystery in a looking glass until someone looks into it. Then,
though it remains the same glass, it presents a different face to each man
who holds it in front of him. The same is true of a work of art. It has no
proper existence as art until someone is reflected in it—and no two will
ever be reflected in the same way. However much we all see in common in
such a work, at the center we behold a fragment of our own soul, and the
greater the art the greater the fragment."*